The wind never stops.

Now it's stopped.

Pieces of snowflakes keep falling in the pond water, falling on the lotus leaves, this small pond is not big, there are only a few lotus leaves floating on the water surface, the frog is still one, the ice and snow keep falling into the water all year round, but the pond has never been filled.

Congpu's figure doesn't look as burly as before, wearing a plain linen clothes, his hair is half gray and half white, and his face is as expressionless as Mr. Er's, and he can't see joy and anger, but if you look closely, there is a trace of regret in his eyes.

Lu Qinghou saw this trace of regret.

Bai Yutang stood up from the ground, the arm holding the sword trembled a little, unlike the irrepressible excitement before, this time it was because of too much pressure, he was beaten back from Pu just a moment, so his strength can be called powerful.

Congpu's strength can be ranked tenth in the Heavenly Scroll, and it is better than Mr. Two, not as good as Mr. Big and Mr. Three.

A teacher is not necessarily the strongest one.

But Bai Yutang is not his opponent, and Bai Yutang is not even Mr. Er's opponent.

Lu Qinghou looked at Congpu and asked, "What is the high priest regretting?"

He felt a little curious, there are not many things in this world that can make him curious, so he will be relieved to have been a bookkeeper in Guanshan for many years, just because there is nothing that can arouse his interest, but people are not grass and trees, after all, there are still some things that are worth paying attention to and being curious about, such as the leader of all the desolate people in the South Snow Plain, the reaction of the high priest Congpu is one of them.

He wanted to know what the flash of regret was regretting.

It was very simple to kill them from Pu, just need to take a lotus leaf from the small square pond and throw it at the two of them gently, just like when Xu Jiaoren casually pinched a leaf in Gusu City and repelled Li Siye.

Li Siye didn't die at that time, but if the two of them wanted to take the lotus leaves thrown from Pu, they would definitely die.

The lotus leaf is very green and clear, and it is definitely not good to look at it alone, but the greenery of this point in the middle of this white pigment looks very beautiful and very eye-catching.

This lotus leaf can kill.

It's just that Congpu didn't pick up the lotus leaf, he turned his head to look at Lu Qinghou, and the regret in his eyes was a little stronger.

There was no sun above the firmament, and he did not stand in the golden sun, nor did the setting sun shine on him, and the sackcloth was a little thin on his body.

He said: "The Tang Dynasty is a prosperous empire, under the blessing of the Tang Dynasty, the Tang people can live very well and proudly, and now the building will collapse and the empire will fall, which is of course a regrettable thing." ”

Lu Qinghou looked up at him and said softly: "The people of the Tang Kingdom have never done anything wrong, only you desolate people are constantly attacking. ”

Congura explained: "We live in the southern snowfield, which is vast, and all that can be seen is snow, and green and spring are too rare things on this snowfield, such a place is not suitable for survival, and I am the high priest of the desolate people, and everything I have done and decided in my life has only one purpose, and that is to give our people a good life." ”

"There is a saying in Wuliang Temple that the world is the sea of suffering, the world is the sea of suffering, all beings struggle in this endless sea of suffering, seeking liberation is the only way to get rid of the sea of suffering, I want to lead the people to leave this snow field, to a better and more suitable land for survival in the Tang Dynasty, for me this is the way to let the people break free from the sea of suffering. ”

Looking at the endless snowfields around him, he reached out and pinched the white snow that would never stop falling from the sky, his voice was soft, and he didn't feel angry.

He chose to attack the Tang Dynasty for the sake of his clan, and the Tang people came thousands of miles to kill him in order to protect their family and country, these are all choices without choice, and these are all things that must be done.

In fact, there is no right or wrong in this world, some are just different positions.

Lu Qinghou didn't speak, he wanted to make his people's life better, so he wanted to kill others, this is a very immoral thing from the perspective of the world's rules and principles, but this is a good thing for the desolate people.

It's hard to tell right from wrong.

What each other needs to do is simple, it is to kill each other by all means.

That's all.

It's simple.

The two were silent and did not speak.

Congpu withdrew his gaze from the distance, looked at them and said softly: "I regret even more that Zifei will die, you will also die, and many people will die in the Tang Kingdom, they are like stars hanging high in the sky, and the stars will fall sooner or later." ”

The dazzling stars shine brightly when they pierce the sky, but no matter how dazzling they are, they will eventually disappear without a trace.

The passing of the stars is undoubtedly shocking and regrettable, and the beauty of a moment will be deeply imprinted in everyone's mind, and it will disappear after a long time.

To disappear is to regret.

Until no one can remember.

Lu Qinghou's complexion finally changed a little, he looked at Congpu, and said seriously: "We may die, but Zi Fei will not, he will carry a sword to cut you down." ”

Zifei, who is overwhelmed by a generation, just mentioning this name will make all the Tang people admire and give birth to hope in a desperate situation.

This is the sustenance of the spirit of the Tang Kingdom, they believe in Zifei, just like they believe in the red clothes in the Lingyan Pavilion.

Congpu sighed, as if he felt a little sad, he said: "This is the most regrettable part, if he didn't stop the trace of the sky, maybe it would be him who won the person, but if he chose to stop the trace of the sky, he was destined to die at the hands of the third child." ”

Mr. Three.

No matter how much Lu Qinghou believed in Zi Fei, he couldn't help but be silent when he heard the name of Mr. Three, especially when Zi Fei stopped a trace of the sky.

And he knew that Zifei had been seriously injured.

Injury after injury, the probability of him winning is low.

Lu Qinghou held the sword, he stood up, the sword was full of scholarly energy, and his body rose with the wind, and the wind blew again.

"I can't end all the regrets in this world, but I have a way to make the regrets in this world less and less. ”

After hearing this, Congpu also felt a little curious, so he asked, "It must be a good way to make there fewer and fewer regrets in this world." ”

Lu Qinghou carried the sword, and a green cloud appeared in the sky above his head, which was the green cloud of a scholar.

"Kill you, and Tang Guo's regrets will naturally become less and less. ”

The high priest was slightly stunned, and then sighed, he felt a little disappointed: "This is not the world, but the Tang Dynasty." ”

Lu Qinghou slowly raised his sword, and the scholarly aura surrounded the sword light, and he said seriously: "For me, the Tang Dynasty is the whole world!"

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PS: Haha, yesterday was the beginning of winter, not the winter solstice, I said it wrong